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Moonstone - A Goddess Among Us

After spending a year fleeing a dangerous past, Quinn seeks anonymity in the quiet town of Beaver Falls. Taking a job as a local bartender, she hopes to stay hidden, but she soon realizes this community is far from ordinary. This mysterious location serves as her ultimate sanctuary against a pursuing ex-boyfriend. Within this supernatural haven, Quinn uncovers the truth of her heritage and encounters the man she was always fated to love in this high-stakes tale.
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Chapter 2

Quinn’s POV

Trying to keep myself looking busy for the rest of the night I kept stealing glances back at the back table. Every time I’d look in that direction he was already staring at me. I had to wonder why he was looking at me too.

Tonya returned to the bar with another huge order from the back table and I began to fill their order, when Tonya says with a giggle, “Jaxson asked me who the new girl was.”

With my back turned to her I gave a smile now knowing he was asking about me. I quickly removed it as I reminded myself that I was just passing through. I couldn’t let myself get involved with anyone, especially if I wanted them to stay alive. Turning back to Tonya with a sober face, I placed the drinks on her tray and said, “That’s nice but I’m not interested. I sort of have a crazy ex-boyfriend that has scarred me.”

“Oh sweetie, say no more I get it. See the guy sitting at the end of the bar with the red cap on?” Tonya says to me, as she stares at me and moves her eyes to the right. I glance in the direction of the guys I already pinned as the jocks reliving their glory days. “That’s my ex the captain of the football team and was to be my ticket out of this town. Unfortunately, he got hurt in his first year in college and came back home to work in the local factory. Shortly after he came back, I busted him with my now ex best friend.”

Well, I had called that one right, but a part of me felt bad for her that I was right, so I said to her, “You are better off without him.”

“You can say that again. I have been saving up all my tips since then and I plan on leaving this town as soon as I have enough saved up to leave.” Tonya tells me before she turns and moves back to the back table once again.

Leaning against the bar I watch as Tonya moved back towards the table, and she handed Jaxson and Bishop their drinks. The larger of the two men which I now assume is Jaxson began to say something to Tonya and she began to shake her head and said something back to him. Instantly his head turned in my direction and I could see the look of displeasure on his face. I began to wonder what she said to him to have him looking at me like that. He then said something back to Tonya who then turned towards me and hurried back to the bar.

Once she got to the bar she leaned over the bar and said to me, “Jaxson wants to speak to you.”

Instantly, I began to laugh as I dried a glass in my hand and placed it on the rack and said, “Tell Mr. Jackson that I am working and I don’t think my boss would like me leaving the bar unattended.”

“But.” Tonya began to say to me and I stopped her by raising my hand up and said, “Just tell him I am working, and I don’t have time to fraternize with the customers.” I then walked away from her to the other end of the bar to ring a tab out for two men that had been here most of the night.

Once I rang them up, I handed them their credit card back and their receipt with a pen to sign their receipt. The one man grabbed my hand as I hand his receipt to him and held it tight as he asked, “What are you doing after you get off tonight?”

Trying to pull my hand away from the death grip he had on my wrist I said, “Let me go!”

“Come on now. I can show you around the town.” he said as he tried to pull me across the bar.

“I’m sure you would.” I said as I gritted my teeth and I pulled my wrist free from his hand and then added, “It’s time for you to leave.”

“Come on sweetie. A pretty little thing, like you shouldn’t be going home alone tonight.” He then said and before I could respond with a smart remark to him, a growl radiated through the bar, at least that was what it sounded like. All eyes moved to the back of the bar where Jaxson now stood up eyeing the man that was assaulting me.

The man that had hold of my wrist then stumbled off his bar stool and looked towards Jaxson and said, “You think you're so much better than the rest of us, you and that weird cult of yours.” The man's friend quickly moved to his side to shut him up, but now every man at the back table stood as if they were all commanded to. I didn’t realize till they all stood how large they all were. I then began to wonder if they were all on steroids.

“Sorry Jaxson. He’s had a few too many.” The other man said as he tried to usher the other man out of the bar before something went down.

Everyone’s eyes were on the back table as the bar remained eerily quiet as the two men exited the bar. Once the men walked out of the door, Jaxson made a move of his head, and two of the men beside him walked towards the door following the other two men outside. Jaxson’s eyes then moved back to me as I held my wrist in my hand rubbing it knowing that the man probably left a bruise on it. His eyes then moved to my hand and I could see that displeased look on his face again.

The other man that walked in with Jaxson which I assume now was Bishop stepped into the middle of the bar and said, “Everyone out. Bar is closed.”

Everyone stood and began to throw their money on the bar towards me as they all cleared out of the bar and I had to wonder what the heck was going on.

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